Water - Hothouse Flowers

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I’m sitting, looking at this road

Looks like it’s getting longer

I’ve been carrying a heavy load now

And I’m praying for some water

I’m looking down this road

And my heart is getting weaker

I’m down on my sore knees

And I’m praying for some water

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There are storm clouds overhead

Colored thundery blue like lead

And their battering against the hill

Till the water starts to swell

I see storm clouds ahead

And what will we do then?

Build shelters from the rain

Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy rain

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And it is real and it is old

And it’s been flowing through my bones

They’ve been poisoning our streams

They’re polluting all our oceans

And I hope we get to learn before

The Heaven’s Gates pour open

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One, two, three, four

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Je suis assis, regardant cette route

On dirait que ça s'allonge

Je porte une lourde charge maintenant

Et je prie pour de l'eau

Je regarde cette route

Et mon cœur s'affaiblit

Je suis à genoux

Et je prie pour de l'eau

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Il y a des nuages ​​d'orage au-dessus

Bleu tonnerre coloré comme le plomb

Et leurs coups contre la colline

Jusqu'à ce que l'eau commence à gonfler

Je vois des nuages ​​d'orage devant

Et qu'allons-nous faire ?

Construire des abris contre la pluie

Forte, forte, forte, forte, forte pluie

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Et c'est réel et c'est vieux

Et ça coule à travers mes os

Ils ont empoisonné nos ruisseaux

Ils polluent tous nos océans

Et j'espère que nous apprendrons avant

Les portes du paradis s'ouvrent

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